Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 599

Lilly stopped short. Why had she turned into a terrible person all of a sudden?

She was a good child of the nation, learning from her brothers and doing her best to be a good person.

She was going to be just like her Dad and Uncle Cloud when she grew up, loving and serving her own country.

The wronged look on her face made the eavesdropping spirits frown in pity.

The harem spirit said, “What the hell, this girl’s asking for a beating! Get him, Unlucky!”

She’d said she was down on her luck, hadn’t she! Well, they’d show her bad luck for good!

The unlucky ghost pounced on her with a howl.

Lilly did not even have the time to stop him…

Blake stood up, his expression icy.

“Apologize to my daughter,” he said coldly.

He was a tall man, and brought about an air of authority standing up that made the carriage feel pressured. He stared the woman down, boring holes into her like a hunter eyeing his prey.

Bettany had not woken up from the kerfuffle until now, waking up with a start from the aura.

The woman found it hard to speak all of a sudden. She had always had a sharp tongue, but could not make a single sound for some reason.

“Ha… why should I even apologize!” She mumbled, nowhere as loud as she had been.

Blake continued to stare at the woman, and she lowered her head by instinct. Yet upon realizing what she had just done, she was all the more frustrated.

Where had she been wrong? Why did she have to say sorry?

With the way this bastard was abusing his power, he had probably just come into money! New money people were always trashy just like that. This man had probably broken the hearts of countless women, ugh!

Bettany frowned, whispering, “What happened?”

Hugh said, ” I don’t know. I just woke up too.

Bettany was speechless.

Margaret leaned over from her single seat, whispering what had happened.

wondering what terrible sin my kid had committed! You said it yourself… This is a train, not your house. You aren’t royalty, but expected to

here, you made one phone call consisting of one sentence that sounded like he was talking endlessly. Do you make your own thread? You sure know

even woken up! What

one! Don’t you mess with

lady call her darling girl a terrible

her voice down out of care for the two other passengers in the

had their headphones and eye masks on, oblivious to their surroundings as they slept

lady was dressed quite simply,

was, that she was not

woman felt like she was being ganged up against. She had only said a few words, but was now getting bullied

Yet she saw Blake’s icy gaze, that old lady squinting at her threateningly, and the old

Crackle…

his knuckles making a series

in the end,

She cursed them to have a whole life of bad

glass of water angrily, about to

somehow slipped, and the glass fell

Splash…

glass of water upended itself on her, drenching her completely. She stood up

she could react, the overhead luggage compartment opened out of nowhere. A suitcase fell from its square on her head, before hitting her

wearing flip-flops, and she squealed

hit the

unlucky ghost said, “Sorry! Didn’t mean to

was just

passenger next to the woman woke up. She took her eye mask off and frowned at the

but embarrassed, filled with rage and humiliation that she could not express anywhere. She glared at

know what she had done to be

“What did you call me! Who are you calling trashy? Apologize to me right

be bothered to argue with her, tapping her husband

his eye mask off. The blanket on him dropped from his shoulders, revealing his arms full of tattoos. There was

him was enough to send chills running down

The woman was speechless.

not dare to say anything further. She saw a train steward passing by, and projecting all her anger onto him at once. “What are you all doing? Did you just get here? Aren’t there supposed

check, but the woman refused to listen and shouted

only knows

talked a big talk, but was silent the second she ran into someone

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